Story – Your Post-It From Last Summer

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GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT!

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Baby (aka Rita, wife of Brad), was getting set to work on next week’s appointments. She grabbed her old-school-paper-leather-bound calendar and sat down in front of the fire.

She had a folder full of papers, emails and post-it notes on her lap. She took some time to organize and sift through them.

After prioritizing them, she was ready to set up her appointments for next week.

She opened her calendar to the next Monday and was surprised to see a post-it note lying in wait for her.

She looked at the fire in confusion for a minute as she was very sure she hadn’t left any notes or writing on that date in the book.

When she looked back down and read the post-it, everything became very clear.

 

 

She went and found her husband and kissed him slowly and passionately.

He said: “What was that for?”

She said: “I found your post-it from last summer.”

She made love to him over and over again until they both collapsed from exhaustion.

She fell asleep lying on top of him and woke up in the morning in exactly the same position.

While he was still asleep, she got him ready to make love to her again and she mounted him.

Just as she was about to climax, he woke up. Her hands were buried in his chest as she had to steady herself because she was trembling uncontrollably.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her down as tight against him as he could. He could feel she was almost there.

Then He pulled her towards him, chest to chest, and he whispered in her ear:

"Give it to me baby, it's mine."

She obeyed and gave him what was his, her entire body climaxing for him.

Her head was buried in his neck. Her "climax" tears were flowing and she breathlessly said:

"Give it to me. It's mine. I want you so much."

He rolled her onto her back.

He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head on her pillow. With his full weight on her, and her hands pinned, she had no physical escape and she did not want one. As always, it was a sweet surrender.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and crossed her feet, so now he had no escape.

He was completely enveloped inside of her. There was no way they could be physically or emotionally closer.

The trembling remnants of her climax elicited his.

He obeyed and gave her what was hers, his entire body climaxing for her.